If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is, infinite. For man has closed himself up, til he sees all things through narrow chinks in his cavern.
Matthaei Gardens, Michigan
Daisy: Do you ever watch for the longest day of the year and then miss it?
Jay Gatsby: Don’t you mean the shortest day of the year, Daisy?
Daisy: Jay, I’m p-p-paralyzed with happiness that the days will be getting longer now. (a few liberties taken with Great Gatsby)
Our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win, by fearing to attempt.
William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
All the variety, all the charm, all the beauty of life is made up of light and shadow.”
Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina
Summer’s medley, composed of light and shadow. is now playing at Michigan’s lakes and woods.
Newburgh Lake, Michigan